Sunrise; your eyes; tiredness Our ties; sometime in a sunny day Some tips; sweet lips; lovely One greet; no more than a "place to see" I have a kind of feel I do not know what is real Do you know? I can not see you here And I listen when a tear wets the snow Sometimes I feel I am going so alone I will never realize you save me some I know you feel so good when you are with me Arrived the time to go; we can be free And I know where we go Reject; on fact; heavy tone Intact; the feeling we are walking alone Insane; the blame; do not you smile One name; no more than living on a lie I have a kind of feel I do not know what is real Do you know? I can not see you here And I listen when a tear wets the snow Sometimes I feel I am going so alone I will never realize you save me some I know you feel so good when you are with me Arrived the time to go; we can be free And I know where we go Point Guitar... I have a kind of feel[...] [...]And I listen when a tear wets the snow Sometimes I feel I am going so alone[...] [...]And I know where we go